Jesus christ. I stared at how dorky and pretentious I looked. This fucking uniform made me look like a complete and utter fucking douche bag.
''Frank its not that bad."Sarah grinned next to me. She had helped me tie my tie. I was never going to get used to wearing a fucking tie.

"Not that bad? I look worse than fucking Ron Weasley did at the yule ball. Holy fucking god."I said. I tugged at my tie. It was too tight.
"Calm down. If that's what you look like then so does everyone else."She said as she flattened out her skirt.

"I wish we didn't have to walk in these things."I complained. I scratched at my blazer collar. It was a fucking horrible uniform. Long black pants, white shirt, red tie and a blue blazer. A fucking blazer. How the fuck was the government affording to send all these kids to this fucking school.

"Well no one is going to take us so get over it."She sighed and left me alone in the bathroom. I went back into my room and picked up my bag. I shoved my book in it and the pens and paper I had been given by Steven. Apparently this school didn't supply that shit like my old one.

"We have to go now Frank."Ryan popped his head through the door. I nodded and took one last look at the horror that was me before following Ryan out and downstairs.

Last night Gerard hadn't come back to my disappointment but he had said he will see me at school today so maybe that meant we had a class together or something. I sure hoped so. Jesus I was like a fucking kid getting excited over fucking candy.

We got down to the bottom of the stairs and were met by Taylor.
''Frank, they don't serve no vegetarian food there so I made this for you and the others."He smiled at me, holding up a brown bag. I took it from him and looked inside. There was a little lunch box was left over vege lasagne from last night.

''Thanks man."I nodded at him and went out the front door. Some of the kids had already left for school. I was eager to leave to see where Gerard had spent the night but I didn't want to be caught dead looking like this even though there were a bunch of kids on the street looking like this and there will be a shitload more at school.

"Come on then let's go."Sarah shoved me down the front steps.
"Yeah yeah alright."I mumbled as I caught myself.

"I'm gonna walk with the others kay?"Sarah touched me on the arm before rushing ahead to walk with some of her friends.

"Just stick with me. I'll show you the way to school. But I'm won't be in any of your classes so I can't help you there mate. Sorry."Ryan said. I nodded and breathed out hard. It was so cold you could see our breaths twisting around in front of us.

"Ryan! Why didn't you text me back you prick!"Someone yelled behind us. We both spun around to see a blonde geeky looking kid running up to us.
"Brendon! Sorry man I ran out of credit."Ryan said as Brendon collided with Ryan. They stood there and hugged for almost a minute with me standing there awkwardly.

When they broke apart they were blushing furiously. I supressed a laugh and started walking ahead of them, following the direction other kids were going. Brendon and Ryan were lagging behind, making jokes. I walked with my shoulders hunched over awkwardly.

Before long the school was in sight down the road. Ryan was a whole block away and I couldn't be bothered waiting for him. He barely walked me there anyway. I walked in the front doors slowly, trying to take everything in.

In the doors there was a round room with a round desk in the middle. 3 hallways were leading off the sides. Behind the desk was a grumpy old woman reading a book.
"Uh excuse me?"I asked when I reached her. She held up a finger to silence me.

After a few seconds she put her book down and looked up at me expectantly.
"Uh I just um started here. First day. No idea what to do and whatnot."I shrugged my shoulders at her blank face.

"Name?"
"Frank Iero."
"Okayy Mr Iero. Your first class is english just down the hall. Here-"She grabbed some freshly printed pieces of paper and handed them to me,"is your timetable and a map of the school. Seeing as your class is only down the hall you can ask your teacher to find you a buddy. Unless you are smart enough to work out the map?"She raised her eyebrow at me. Judging me. I glared at her and nodded.

"I'll find my own way."I said through gritted teeth. She nodded and immediately went back to her book.

I looked down at my timetable. English was in room 4. I looked at the map and saw it was on down the hallway to the left of the front doors. I turned away and made my way down the hallway slowly.

It was like being in preschool. There was shitloads of artwork on the wall but this stuff was actually good. I stopped and looked at a particular one that caught my eye. It was a beautiful painting of an angel sitting on a rock in a darkened forest. The only light came from the full moon high in the sky.

I stared at it until the bell roused me from my trance. I started moving down the hall again. Kids were rushing to get to there class on time, shoving past me without a care in the world. I looked at a door and saw the number 4 above it.

"Here goes nothing."I said under my breath and opened the door. Half the seats were filled with kids at ease. I however was extremely tense. My palms were sweaty as I closed the door again. I walked up to the teachers desk and cleared my throat.

He looked up at me from his laptop.
"You must be Franklin. Find a seat. Yesterday we had a test to see how well we could remember everything we've learnt so far so I will just give that to you and we'll work from there shall we?"He said as he pulled out a thin booklet and handed it to me.

I nodded and turned around to try and find a seat. I took the one closest to the door and looked down at the test. Apparently they had been doing a lot of shakespeare. I knew nothing about him. That wasn't fair. I sighed and got out my pens as the teacher started the class.

"Guys settle down please. Before we begin I want you all to meet Franklin. Its his first day so please, don't be idiots. Franklin would you like to stand up and tell us a bit about yourself?"He asked me. I looked him in the eye, trying to convey my feelings of horror and having everyone stare at me.

Reluctantly I stood up at his nod and said,"Hi I'm Frank. I'm 16 and just moved from the orphanage across town to the halfway house just down the road."I ignored some of the sniggers and sat back down.

"Thank you Franklin. Now, can anyone tell me what they thought of Romeo and Juliet?"He started droning on as I tried to focus on my paper. There was no way I was going to be able to answer any of his fucking questions so instead I started drawing on myself.

Before long the bell was ringing and everyone was rushing out. I shoved my stuff in my bag and took my paper up to the teachers desk.
"Thank you. How did you go?"
"Terrible. I don't know anything about shakespeare or any of that shi- stuff."I sighed.
"That's alright. Today was our last lesson to do with shakespeare. We are moving on to more modern literature now."He smiled at me kindly. I nodded and left him to himself.

The halls were empty as I looked down at my timetable. I had art next. I grinned as I followed my map across the school to a lone building next to the field. I opened the door and found the class had already started. Shit.
"And who might you be latecomer?"The teacher stopped his demonstration and came up to me, closing the door behind me.

"I'm Frank. Just transferred here."I said as I scanned the room. He was sitting in the back corner drawing already. His hands were covered in paint and I could even see bits in his hair. Cute.
"Goodie! Fresh meat."The teacher grabbed my arm and pulled me further into the room.

"Sit down! I'm Mr Stump."He smiled at me and went back to talking about brush techniques. I went straight over to Gerard and sat down next to him.
"Hey. What are you-"
"Shh. Listen to him."Gerard didn't even look at me. I felt my heart sink slightly at the dismissal but turned and faced Mr Stump anyway. He was really young for a teacher. Slightly chubby with short and spiky white blonde hair.

"Frank do you want to grab some paper from the side and show me what you can do with a pencil?"He asked me. I nodded and got up to get the paper. The walls were completely covered in art. Barely an inch left of bare wall. A lot of the paintings had the same technique to them and the same mood as the one I saw in the corridor. I glanced over at Gerard who was changing his water at the sink on the back wall. I looked at his painting and realised they were all his.

I looked back at Gerard who was walking back towards me. I felt my stomach jump about inside me but he ignored me again and continued painting. I watched him as he started making delicate little swipes of green at the bottom of a thick tree stump.

"Frank could you please start now?"Mr Stump was suddenly leaning on my desk.
"Uh yeah sorry."I blushed as I got out my pencils and started sketching. I didn't really know what I was drawing until I properly focused and realised it was Lily.

It had been a while since I had drawn her. I started forgetting about drawing when my favourite art teacher had moved away and was replaced with a crabby old substitute.

"I finished shading her hair before staring at it.
"I'm sorry. About last night."Gerard said quietly. I looked over at him. He wasn't doing anything but he still wouldn't look at me.
"Uh what about it?"I asked him, confused.

"Um for kissing you and being a dick."He said to his painting,"I- a friend of mine gave me some pot so I wasn't really myself. Sorry if you like get in trouble with your girlfriend or whatever."

I stared at his long black hair. He had tucked some of it behind his ear but bits were still falling down. Shit. Maybe I really had been too fast at assuming things. This guy obviously doesn't like me. I'm a fucking idiot.

"I-uh its okay."I stammered as I dropped my pencil. It rolled into the middle of our desks. I reached down to pick it up but my hand collided with Gerards. I yanked my hand back fast and looked away as he put it on my desk.

"She's pretty. What's her name?"He asked me as he started painting again.
"Uh what?"
"Your girlfriend. What's she called?"He finally looked at me. Or at my drawing of Lily.
"Her name is Lily but uhm she isn't my girlfriend, just my best friend."I sighed as I looked down at the picture. I looked back at Gerard to see him staring at me curiously.

"Stumpy! I'm done."He yelled suddenly. The teacher came over and studied Gerards painting. I stared at it as well. It was a girl with flowing black hair in a white gown that had hung herself from a tree. It was beautifully spooky.

"Will you ever stop painting her?"Mr Stump sighed.
"Is it good enough or not?"Gerard glared at him.
"Its perfect and you know it."Mr Stump sighed again.
"No more paintings for a week. I want you to draw something. Something that makes your heart beat fast. Something exciting. Something different."He said as he took the painting away and placed it on a drying rack.

"Right. I'm out."Gerard stood up and left even though the class was only halfway through. I stared at the door. Gerard was one of the weirdest guys I had ever met. I looked back down at my drawing and sighed. I really needed to call.